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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 49 by GloryWrites

#49 “Don’t You Dare Try to Shift the Blame onto Me.”

As Sophia and Evelyn entered the police station, they were focused on the necessary procedures to ensure Evelyn’s safety and well-being. It was a tense atmosphere, and both of them were preoccupied with the task at hand.

As they talked to the police officers, Sophia spotted Alexander exiting the building, and her heart sank. She had hoped to avoid any encounter with him, but fate seemed to have other plans.

Alexander, too, saw Sophia and a wave of emotions washed over him. He had been hoping to catch a glimpse of her, but now that it had happened, he wasn’t sure how to react.

They passed each other like strangers in the hallway, their eyes briefly meeting before they both looked away, as if trying to erase the past and the emotions that still lingered.

Sophia, ever the pragmatist, accepted their estranged state with a heavy heart. She had moved on with her life and had no intention of revisiting the pain Alexander had caused her.

But for Alexander, seeing Sophia again was a painful reminder of what he had lost. He couldn’t help but feel deeply hurt by her indifference. As he walked away with Emily, he couldn’t shake the feeling that their chance encounter had only widened the chasm that separated them.

As Alexander walked away with Emily, he couldn’t help but notice the way Sophia’s eyes were fixed on Emily.

As Sophia watched Alexander’s unwavering support for Emily, her resolve grew stronger. She couldn’t fathom how he could stand by someone who had caused so much pain and turmoil in their lives. To her, it was a matter of principle and justice.

The fact that Alexander seemed willing to let Emily escape prison didn’t sit right with Sophia. She believed that justice should be served, regardless of personal history or connections.

This growing divide between their values and priorities only deepened her sense of disappointment and frustration with Alexander.

When they were alone outside Alexander gestured towards the car with a stern expression, his voice commanding. “Emily, get in the car.”

She complied but seemed surprised when Alexander didn’t get in the car with her. Emily rolled down the window, she expected some form of sympathy or comfort from Alexander. However, his words were anything but warm. He leaned in closer to emphasize his point.

“Emily, you need to leave the city. Go far away and never appear in front of Sophia or me again. It’s the only way to avoid the trouble that’s coming your way.”

Emily looked reluctant, her eyes filled with uncertainty. “But what about us, Alexander? What about our history?”

Alexander’s gaze remained icy, and he replied with a tone devoid of emotion, There is no us. And your fantasy about it doesn’t change the fact that you’ve done some terrible things, Emily. I can protect you, but I can’t help you escape Sophia’s wrath if you are still here.”

After a moment of hesitation, Emily finally nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. “Fine, I’ll go. But remember, Alexander, you’re the reason I did all of this in the first place.”

Alexander’s patience was wearing thin. “Don’t you dare try to shift the blame onto me.”

Tears streamed down her face as she confessed, “I know I’ve messed up everything, but I need you to know that… I love you, Alexander. I always have, even when I did those terrible things. I thought I could make you notice me, but I see now that I was wrong. I’m so sorry for everything.”

“It doesn’t change anything. Goodbye Emily.” Emily realized that Alexander would not forgive her. She raised her window and signaled the driver to go.

Alexander’s expression remained cold and unforgiving as he stepped back from the car, watching Emily disappear into the distance. He had no sympathy left for her, knowing that her actions had caused so much trouble.

As Evelyn sat inside the police station, providing her testimony to the officers, Sophia stepped aside, her mind racing with thoughts of how to deal with Emily’s family. She had an idea. Sophia dialed Benjamin’s number, her fingers tapping quickly on her phone.

“Hello, Sophie,” Benjamin greeted her warmly.

“Hello, I’m looking for you on a work matter.”

“Sure, I’m listening.”

“Benjamin, we need to discuss Emily’s family assets,” Sophia said, her voice low but determined.

Benjamin’s tone shifted to a more serious and businesslike demeanor. ” I’ve been thinking about that too, Sophie. The recent developments with Emily’s family have opened up some opportunities, but also challenges. We’re not the only ones interested.”

Sophia’s brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

Benjamin continued, “The troubles at Williams Bank have put them on shaky ground. There’s talk of bankruptcy, and if that happens, their assets could be up for liquidation and auction.”

Sophia understood the implications immediately. “So, there’s competition for these assets?”

“Exactly. My company is already working on a plan to acquire a portion of those assets. But there are many others eyeing the same opportunity. It’s going to be a fierce competition.”

Sophia nodded, even though Benjamin couldn’t see her. “I appreciate your honesty, Benjamin. Let’s coordinate our efforts. I’ll do everything I can to help you secure those assets.”

Benjamin’s voice held a hint of gratitude. “Thank you, Sophia. I wanted to ask you how she is?”

“Better, now she’s testifying,” Sophia replied.

“I understand your desire for revenge and justice, but I want to remind you that Evelyn has been through something terrible and needs a friend, not just a lawyer.”

“You’re right,” Sophia admitted. “I’ll be there for her, but in the meantime, we’ll work together to pursue justice and protect our interests.”

“I appreciate it. Take care of yourself.”

“You too.”

With that, Sophia hung up the phone, her grip on the device tightening as a fierce determination settled over her. Her eyes burned with a relentless fire, and her heart raced with unwavering resolve.

Sophia wasn’t going to stop until she saw Emily’s family get what they deserved. She would bring hell to earth if she had to.

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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife by GloryWrites

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife by GloryWrites

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: English

Rumors spread about the city's wealthiest man, Alexander Stone, abandoning his wife after three years of a secret marriage to marry the daughter of a state senator for personal gain.

However, his wife surprised everyone by calmly modifying their divorce agreement to demand compensation for her husband’s failure to fulfill his duties as a husband. She is entitled to half of his company. And when the man offers a reward for her whereabouts, he puts himself in the hands of his top lawyer advisor, unknowingly she is the abandoned ex-wife who is set to take half of his company.

Chapter 1 "It Would Be On My Terms, Not Yours." "This is Mr. Stone’s divorce agreement, Mrs. Stone," Alexander Stone’s butler, Charles said as he handed a large manila envelope to Sophia. "Mrs. Stone, you have a three-day window to sign the agreement and vacate the premises." Charles watched Sophia with indifference, his demeanor calm as he spoke. Although Sophia had been anticipating this moment, her heart sank upon the mention of the divorce agreement. She glanced at Charles, accepted the envelope, and extracted the divorce agreement from within. "Ten million dollars of alimony as long as he never lays eyes on me again?" she scoffed, looking straight at Charles, whose expression remained inscrutable. "How can he possibly believe he can get away with such an absurd demand?" She continued reading, "In accordance with the terms of the divorce agreement, it is acknowledged that Sophia Stone has failed to fulfill her marital obligations for a period of three years. As a result, Alexander Stone reserves the right to initiate divorce proceedings." "This is ridiculous. How could I fulfill my duties when I couldn’t even see my so-called husband? He's never been under the same roof with me in three years." Sophia tossed the papers aside. What a mockery this made of her marriage. She felt like Alexander was shrugging her off. Like she was the water on a dog's back that he simply got rid of by shaking vigorously. She felt insulted. Three years ago, Sophia reluctantly entered a marriage arranged by her grandfather, who had laid out three tasks to her during this marriage: stay out of the public eye, assist Alexander in taking over Stone Enterprise, and be his unwavering support. Though the contractual stipulation that she remain invisible to the public eye always puzzled her, she had promised her grandfather to not disappoint him. She resigned from her powerful position at her own law firm, and tried to embrace her role as the low-profile wife of a CEO who never appeared in public. Alexander took over Stone Enterprise soon after they united, and then, he became the world champion in hide-and-seek. In the beginning, she tried to maintain a connection with her husband by preparing lunches and visiting his workplace. Yet, she soon realized that Alexander was either never at the office or too preoccupied to meet her. After six months of futile attempts, she accepted the bitter truth that fulfilling her grandfather's directives was impossible. She channeled her energy into developing her hobbies, all in her pursuit of self-improvement, persuading herself to see this period of respite as a relief from her life as a renowned lawyer and founder of the world-famous law firm. Yet, she refused to touch a single cent of the money he sent her. She had her own income, enough to lead a comfortable life until the end of her days She was certain that her marriage would eventually come to an end, but she was appalled by the way Alexander Stone twisted the narrative to paint her as the one who had failed in her marital duties. Sophia took a deep breath, resisting the urge to express her anger, and instead, she said sarcastically, “Well, where might my charming husband be today? As far as I can remember, a divorce agreement takes place between a husband and a wife, not a husband’s butler and a wife. Not to mention the fact that it’s an agreement and is thus supposed to include my terms as well, not just his.” Charles stiffened his posture and replied, "Mr. Stone is in town, most likely at his office.” "Oh? Is he alone, or was he accompanied by someone?" Sophia didn't say it directly, but her message was clear. “I cannot say for certain. All I can tell you is that he wishes for you to sign these papers, and he emphasized that he does not need to be present while you do so. That is precisely the way he prefers it." "As always, it's what Mr. Stone prefers. He didn't want to see me even at the end of our marriage, did he?" accused Sophia. Charles didn’t answer her retort, he simply bowed to her, then turned on his heels and began walking away. After the sound of his receding footsteps had vanished, Sophia picked up her phone and called Alexander's office number—the only contact information she had for him which she had never even used in their three years of marriage. She was determined to know what was going on with this agreement that treated her as if she were a doll to be manipulated. The phone kept ringing, but nobody picked up. She dialed again. Her patience and virtue had limits, and he was dancing dangerously close to those limits. On her third try, the call was finally answered. It was a young woman’s voice. "CEO's office." "Hello, I'd like to speak to Alexander." "Who’s speaking?" the woman asked abruptly. Sophia frowned when she heard the rude reply, but she kept her tone calm. "I'm his wife. You're not his secretary, are you?" The woman scoffed and didn’t even bother to answer her question. "Oh, I see. It's his ex-wife to be precise. What do you want with Alexander?" Sophia resisted the urge to get angry and said, "I have questions about the divorce terms he gave me." The dismissive voice on the other end of the line replied, "He won't answer you. His attitude is already clear in the divorce agreement. As a useless wife, he feels that he has already given you enough. What more do you want?" Sophia was especially caught by a couple of very specific words. "Useless wife? Is that what he said?" The woman continued to play on her nerves. "You shouldn't expect any more than what you’ve got. Just leave him. You didn’t deserve him anyway." As Sophia's frustration threatened to boil over, she suddenly heard the approach of a man's voice from the other end of the phone. Her heart raced in anticipation. "Emily, why are you answering my phone without permission? Stop being ridiculous!" The voice identified as Emily responded with an unsettlingly playful giggle. "Alex, your wife is calling you. She has some questions about the divorce agreement," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Sophia couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. So, this was the sordid truth behind the disintegration of their marriage – all for his mistress. Alexander hesitated, the silence stretching out agonizingly before he finally picked up the phone. His voice oozed with disdain and indifference as he coldly declared, "I no longer have the need to sustain this marriage. I have given you enough money, and there's no need for further discussion." Then, without a second thought, he hung up the phone. Sophia stayed with her phone attached to her ear for a few seconds after they had finished the conversation. Restless and agitated, Sophia paced around her living room, her frustration bubbling over. "Useless wife?" she muttered angrily. "What right does he have to call me that? He was never around as a husband, so what does he know about marriage?" The feeling of disgust and humiliation consumed her. "Is this really how he sees me? Tossed aside like an old, worn-out rag once I no longer serve his purpose?" Sophia had clung to hope in the early days of their marriage, telling herself that arranged marriages succeeded all the time. "If I shower him with love, patience, and unwavering support, hoping like an idiot he'll eventually see the powerful, intelligent, and remarkable woman I am," she murmured to herself the entire time. "And now this divorce papers," she grumbled, "With which he mocks me by throwing the blame on me, when he and only he is to blame." But she refused to be silenced, dismissed, or swayed by the lure of mere money. "If this is the callous attitude he wants to take," she vowed, "then he has another thing coming. I won't let him escape the consequences of this ill-fated marriage without a battle." After a few moments, she picked up the papers strewn across the floor. She read through them once again, her eyes narrowing with determination. "Dear, dear ex-husband," she muttered, a triumphant smile playing on her lips, "it's truly a shame you never bothered to get to know the real me. That's going to be the biggest mistake of your life." With a flourish, she tore the divorce agreement in half and tossed it into the trash can. "Ten million dollars?" she scoffed, addressing herself. "It's peanuts compared to the three years' worth of sacrifices I've put into this relationship.” "Ten million dollars as a tuition fee for the lesson I'm about to teach Alexander? Laughably inadequate," she proclaimed. "I can get this kind of money just from one case of my law firm." If we're going to get a divorce, it'll be on MY terms, not his.

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